Chapter 66

"So it was my grandfather who snatched away the heritage of your Mount Mao Taoist Sect?" Zhou You found it incredible upon hearing this.

It was not because he was kind-hearted, but for such an insignificant person, he truly didn't even have the urge to make a move.

"Tomorrow I need to accompany my sister to the provincial capital, and I probably won't be back for over a week, so you will need to take full charge of the farmland and medicinal fields," Zhou You said to Erleng.

Shortly after, the second group of the second round of contesting trainees stepped onto the central stage. The battling trainees were trainee number two and trainee number three, both of whom were formidable opponents with great strength.

Now Cui Yu's matter had also reached a critical juncture. If her actions were exposed because he tried to save Xie Ziyi, it would cause a lot of trouble for Zhou You as well.

He immediately thrust out his right fist, releasing a blue mist from his knuckles with a whoosh, attacking the motionless Zheng Tong.

"So Elder Qin has returned. And these two are?" Fa Shan asked, looking at the Three-Tailed Spirit Fox and the others beside him. Although the other party belonged to the demon race, since they were with Qin Wuyan, they shouldn't be enemies. However, he couldn't quite figure out why Qin Wuyan would come over together with this demon fox.

At the peak of Blood Sword Peak, the Master of Blood Peak was not dressed in purple-gold robes like those with the Star Soul realm cultivation, but was instead enshrouded in a crimson robe, radiating wisps of bloody, murderous intent.

Song Fu kicked the manager to the ground without hesitation, then tossed his bulky body forward and beat the manager relentlessly.

Pushing open the quaint and elegant horticultural gate, the sprawling manor lifted its veil of mystery. In the biting wind, branches of white plum blossoms stood proudly against the snow, their fragrance possessing a unique, ethereal, and refined charm.

A missile launched at this distance should be an advanced medium-range radar-guided air-to-air missile, which pulls over thirty-five Gs of overload, whereas a fighter jet typically does not exceed ten Gs.

And Zhao Ziyu certainly wasn't just making empty talk; since he had already spoken, even for the sake of the royal family's pride, he would actually go through with it.

Vaguely through a patch of bushes, Yu Xi caught sight of something ahead. It was a massive figure, likely exceeding eight meters in height. If Yu Xi didn't raise his head, he could only see thighs as thick as ancient tree trunks, covered in patterns resembling tree bark.

After descending the mountain, Zhang Hao continued his cultivation, and the Fortune +1 attribute had no useful outlet here.

"Since you possess such technology, why do you still want to invest in our company?" Ling Moyu asked.

Zhang Hao looked toward the interior of the West Heavenly Gate once more. The Sect Master had somehow already slain two golden-armored immortals and was in the midst of cutting down the last remaining one.

Furthermore, analyzing the situation from just now, it seemed to be the case. The White-Faced Ghost had plenty of opportunities earlier to kill him outright, or even suffocate him to death within mere seconds, but she let him go.

At the same time, the dark murderous intent of the night entered Chen Li's body along with the vital energy of that divine sense, ensuring absolutely that the divine sense could never escape again.

The pilot from the Kingdom of Dan endured his swelling eyes and heard another "ding" sound. This time, without even looking, he pressed hard with the finger resting on the firing button. An infrared-guided air-to-air combat missile soared into the air trailing a tongue of flame, heading straight for the fighter jet of the Central Nation.

Zhang Yuruo, having changed into a different facade, sat down as usual, turning a blind eye to the strange glances cast from inside the inn. She gripped the cold water sword tightly in her hand, radiating an extraordinary heroic spirit.

George seemed to sense that Mengzhu had something on her mind, so after the meal, he invited her to his room to chat. Mengzhu happily followed George upstairs.

What triggered the mechanism? He didn't understand this point. At this moment, he had a bold hypothesis: either there were still living creatures inside that huge flying craft, and moreover, they were intelligent beings—at least possessing simple intelligence like the Camel-men.

"Alright, take care, Uncle Lei, take care, all seniors," Xu Tai and the others cupped their fists in respect to the old men, then turned and retreated.

Opening his eyes, it was already quite late, yet he found himself still held tightly in a warm embrace. Raising his head to look at him, she said, "Xin, it's time to get up. It's time for the morning court..." She had never seen him sleep in; he always woke up very early every day, even when he had been tossing and turning with her all night.

Everyone was taken aback. Bourne's face turned a shade of pale, so startled he almost dropped the instrument.

"You..." Although she was choked by his retort, drowsiness washed over her, leaving her with no energy to bicker with him or hold out any longer. She had no choice but to crawl over and sleep beside Nan Ruochen.

Ling Yu's whole body flashed with white light, and with both hands exerting force, he tore a two-meter-high opening in the large net.

"Hahaha, pirates will always be pirates; even if you put on a dragon robe, you won't look like a crown prince. Guards! Ye Feng, Cao Tianquan, and the others colluded with pirates, take them down!" Luo Pingwei's face darkened as he shouted sternly.

With blurred vision, she watched as Mr. Liu and Consort Shi, who had been lingering nearby, also leaned sideways onto the ground.

Wang Yan felt quite helpless. The atmosphere in the car thus grew somewhat stifling, and the three of them barely spoke throughout the entire journey.

With a loud crash, the steel body slammed heavily against the thick wall. Earth and stones tumbled down, and dust swirled. Even though he had been modified into a cyborg, Yang Zhihua was unable to get up from the ground for a moment.

"Here, here is your boxed meal!" Distributing the boxed meals for the main actors was the job of Yang Bo and Wang Bao. At that moment, the two of them were carrying a dozen or so lunch boxes, handing out two to each person.

"I have no family," Ye Li said only this, and refused to utter another word no matter what questions the lawyer asked her.

Bai Hong looked at this Mausoleum of the First Emperor and thought it best to forget it for now. It wouldn't be too late to refine it after returning home.

Missing his attack, Ling Xiu leaped like a agile monkey onto the streetlamp by the roadside, crouching half-way upon it, a pair of crimson pupils scanning the ground below. The moment Pan Changtou poked his head out, he swooped down like a hunting falcon, his feet stomping fiercely downward.